I'm banging on the walls of my mind I just want to be free, I can't take no more time. I feel my fleash burning, I'm on fire, they say I'm delusional, I'm just higher. I'm all alone, no one knows, the pain lingering in my soul, and they say we all feel this way, I'm so cold, how do they hide pain so well? I'm getting Old, I don't see my God any longer , I need him, my Lord, happiness doesn't exist, I'm not at peace, running so fast, I'm so tired, my time is last. I don't think I will make it, this fight is winning, when I die I am sure of it, merely suicide. Oh God come down, set your captives free, why must I wait for death, stop this mockery! I'm feeling heat, I can't think, these thoughts are not my own, what is peace? My God why did you leave? I'm so alone, I thought we were friends til the end. Life seems so odd for a creature like me. Jesus please, take me away from this place, I don't like it here, I'm delusional in the men's eyes they don't see a cross at the end of life all they see is a chemical bursting in there mind, I'm so tired, the thoughts there racing, I want to die. The voice it says - just commit suicide he whispers in the night. The darkness wins in this life I'm sure of It. Im so sick, I'm giving into the thoughts that drive the men mad and I just want to go home unless my home doesn't exist then I'm trapped banging on the walls of my skin I want to get out now let me out of this walking living tomb! I am trapped! Oh God, Jesus please tell me you win, tell me you win in the end even tho the robotic Christians with plastic smiles on there face say it's all been done, they say that the fights won and they hide behind fake laughter and cheer all the while deep down they aren't sure and fear sits over their faith while I'm just confused fading away everyday, it's a terrible taste, I wish I'd never been born at all....unless you won then I won and we will be one. One day. Maybe just maybe one day you and I God, will meet.

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